2.1.2

to my valentine.

push. slap. bone. crunch. grind. drip. swing. pop.

I know more moves that you've learned in all your years

swinging your fat dangle around swinging your fat guitar

there is not one word you could say I have not heard before.

there is not one place you could take me I have not been.

if you were to bring me a hothouse full it would still not be

enough. and

if you were to feed me a country full it would still not be

enough.

You shiver at the slightest breeze. freeze at the smallest word.

Your world is smaller than the tip of my smallest finger.

there is not one syllable you could tongue I have not licked and

better and there is not one fold you could unfold that would

change any of this.

if you were to bring me a museum full it would still not be

enough. and

if you were to drown me an ocean full it would still not be

enough.